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See this is what happens when I get writer's block for my much bigger fanfiction projects and then I remember I had a challenge to respond to, so here it is, "Boku No"! And since I know many morons who do no read warning, I shall warn thee all - the following three chapters contains shonen ai, which is boy boy love, which means boys love other boys. If you dislike this, you can bite me. Now then, I feel it is my duty to warn you that this is a Jyori fanfiction. If you dislike this, bite me, and get lost. If you are going to whine about pedophilia to me, I will be more than happy to defend my fanfiction (in other words, bitch you out). Having of said that, enjoy!
Vocabulary Key
boku no = Posessive in the masculine. In other words, a male saying "my" or "mine".
saitaku = fate
senpai = Term of respect for the eldest student/older peers. (I think, at least that's what I was taught)
ohayo = Good morning
kyuusei = salvation
nii-san = big brother. The full expression is "Onii-san", and it can also be said as "Onii-chan". "-san" is for respect and "-chan" is for endearment.
hai = Yes.
shiawase = Good fortune, luck, blessing, happiness. You get the idea.
Where...where am I...
I wince, opening my eyes slowly..
A dim light casts into them, causing me to shut them once again.
Sleep...I've been sleeping..
I feel so tired...and my head hurts...wait, why would it hurt..?
What happened, anyways? Why am I here..how did I get here?
I sigh softly, trying to get my body to relax as my brain provides me with images which at first, are blurred, and then they begin to clear away to tell me the truth..
"So you're going to spend the night in the digital world, then?"
I nod in response to this, bracing myself for the lecture I know I am about to receive. Well, it's not my fault, it was their plan and I'm just going along with it, that's all.
Just going along with things as usual, like the child I am.
"....What are you hoping to accomplish?"
Ah, see, here it comes. I knew he wouldn't approve. Well, not so much.. rather... I hoped he wouldn't..I hoped he would be afraid for us..afraid for me..."We're going to track down the Digimon Kaizer's base and destroy it, and then put an end to him once and for all."
"Ah.. so it's time to finish the war, then?"
I sound so fake with my responses. So does he. I just know he doesn't approve..."Yes...I suppose.."
"You suppose? You mean you're not sure?"
No.. if you were coming with us or if this was your plan or if you had something more to do with it I would have more faith in it..but... "...." I can't reply, I know I'll only say something which will get me into trouble.
"So you're just following along with them?"
"Of course! They don't listen to me, so the best I can do is go along with them and hope that I can keep them from getting killed."
"Iori, you know that's not right." He finally looks me in the eyes, trying to pierce my soul with his deep, dark ones.
Eyes that I adore..eyes that I want to look at me, and only me...
Eyes that I know I have many selfish desires for, however these are desires which will remain within me, never to be told. I'm only nine, I'm only a child..
A foolish, stupid child that gets in everyone's way, at least, that's how they make me feel..
Except him. "I know it's not right, but what can I do? Tell them no? Have Daisuke scream at me for being a coward and then be patronized by Hikari and Miyako? Have Takeru tell me it's ok to be afraid or something the equivalent?"
"Iori you know better than to follow along with anyone just because you feel you have no other choice! You do have a choice in this, so quit shying away from that responsibility of having to make your own decisions!"
"I came here for your advice, not your orders." I hiss, turning my back to him. I know what I said was mean, I know what he's saying is true..but...
If I took the responsibility to make the choice, I would probably just make the wrong one.. because if I had the choice in anything, it would be to not fight at all and just stay here with you..
Jyou-senpai please understand..I...I...
"Iori." I jump when I feel his gentle hands on my shoulders, his fingers gently massaging the tense knots out of them.
I think I could die of happiness right here. "Jyou-senpai...I...I just don't.."
"It's alright." He says reassuringly, kneeling at my side, turning me to face him. "It's alright.. you're still young, you're still learning.."
I'm still learning... that's true enough. I'm still learning how to fight, still learning the ways of Kendo, still learning about digimon, still learning about academics..
Still learning the reasons why my heart pounds everytime I'm with you..
"Just listen to me, ok? You have to follow your own path, no matter what anyone else tells you. You can't follow everyone else around for the rest of your life - what happens when they fail, will you fail too? You have to make your own decisions and stand by them, no matter what." He smiles gently at me, placing an arm around me, rubbing my back.
My own decision... "Hai." I reply, even though I know I'm more focused on how close he is to me rather than his words..
My own decision...my own decision...I wonder if it was my own decision to fall inlove with you, or if it was just meant to happen this way?
Jyou-senpai...
Was that all that happened? Surely I'm not in the real world anymore, where I know Jyou-senpai is..
Staying overnight....my own decision...overnight..
Staying overnight..?
We had arrived here in the digital world a few hours ago. After finding no sign of the Digimon Kaizer or his dark towers or anything, we just gave up and decided to find a campsite.
We're not leaving until we find him.
I can't push that thought from my mind.. not leaving until we find the Digimon Kaizer..
Because that means I don't get to go home until we finish him off.
But the Digital World needs us, so we have to stay. This is no time to be afraid.
But is it really fear that's keeping me up? A fear to die, or to fail..or to go face to face with the Digimon Kaizer..
Or a fear..to never see you again, Jyou-senpai?
Are you thinking of me right now? Are you worried? Do you even care? Have you even noticed that I'm gone?
Well you should notice..I told you I would be..
I guess I just wanted you to notice. I wanted you to notice that I would be gone, that I might not ever see you again, that I might die out here..
Dying in the digital world..it's a possibility but it's not going to really happen, is it? I'm not going to die out here, am I..?
I shiver and curl up against Armadimon..
Armadimon..
Today you kept asking me why I was so sad.. even though I kept a smile on my face, you knew I was sad..I guess only good friends notice how you really feel inside..
Of course, I didn't tell you, I don't think you would understand..
I don't think anyone would understand..
Armadimon.. where are you...?
I scan my location with my eyes, trying to take every detail to heart so that I would not forget.
After all, if I'm going to get out of here, I have to understand the layout perfectly.
The room is dark, save for the oil lamp burning by my bedside...
There's no pictures, no furniture, just this bed I'm in..
It's so dark and lonely in here..
Just like my heart, I guess..
Dark..
That's right, everything went dark...
It was so unexpected! Nobody considered the possibility of this happening!
I had been woken from my sleep when I had suddenly heard a digimon scream.
We were ambushed as we slept. The Digimon Kaizer must of known about us being here the whole time.. and set a trap..
I scrambled to my feet to find cover as the oncoming digimon attacked.
K'so! I knew something like this would happen!
Jyou-senpai, I wish I had listened to you!
"Iori!"
I was barely able to dodge a ball of fire being spit my way as Armadimon pounced on me, forcing me to the ground, covering me.
Protecting me, like the child I am.
"Iori, take cover!" Armadimon barked at me, taking my hand in his mouth and dragging me towards a tree.
Focus, focus!
"Knuckle Fire!!!" I hear Fladramon screech, setting fire to our fire-breathing attackers.
Ah! Wake up!
"Iori! Amaa-shinka dygah!"
I pull out my D-terminal and prepare to say those two magical, powerful words. "Digimental U-"
We were suddenly attacked as I had begun to initiate Armadimon's amaa-shinka process.
"Slash Nail!" came the growl as I was suddenly thrown against the nearest tree, seperated from Armadimon.
"Iori!" Someone called my name..
"Iori-kun?! Daijobu?!"
I would answer...but..
My head hurts..
The rages of battle continue as I pass out, my last thought of a blue-haired angel that I adore...
That's right.. the Tyrannomon ambushed us at camp in the middle of the night..
We were fighting, and just as Armadimon was about to amaa shinka, he and I were attacked.
I was thrown into a tree.. no wonder my head hurts..
I gently reach up my hand to touch my forehead in order to feel for any damage, and I discover a bandage there.
Feeling all the way around, I find that someone has wrapped my whole head in a bandage..
I wonder who would take the time to do that?
Jyou-senpai would do that..but he's not here, no matter how badly I want him to be.
But this is no time to think about that. It never is the right time to think about that..
I have to get up and get out of here..
So I push my hands against the bed and force my body up, and upon doing so I find my head is suddenly pounding in my ears, forcing me back down.
Or rather, a hand that forced me back down. "You were hurt badly in the ambush. Be still, moving will only make you dizzy."
That voice.
I know that voice.
Sinking down to the bed, fear clutching my very heart, I slowly turn my body on it's other side..
In order to see the clear view of the Digimon Kaizer by my bedside.
All the colour drained out of my face.
"Ohayo, Iori."
He's glaring back at me with those captivating emerald green eyes of his. "What do you want?"
Such a simple question, really... "Nothing, for now."
"Liar! Why have you brought me here? What do you want from me?"
From you? There are a lot of things I want from you..your love being the most important object of my desire. "I said nothing."
"Don't play games with me! Just because you're supposedly a genius and I'm just nine years old doesn't mean you can just expect me to be satisfied with any answer you give me!"
Supposedly a genius..supposed is not the right word. False, fake, not real, a lie, would be more appropiate descriptions of my genius. "Fair enough, however there is no complicated answer to give you, that is all. I am not trying to trick you."
He laughed, rather coldly too. It's hard to picture an angel being cruel, however I have been cruel myself so I suppose he is nowhere near going beyond the lines. "You, not trying to trick me? That's the equivalent of a venomous snake not trying to bite me for the purpose of poisoning me!"
Nice comparison. I suppose that is true..I am a snake, a lowly creature that crawls along the Earth on its belly, forever doomed to be alone and miserable. "If you say so.."
"What do you want from me?! Answer me!"
What I want....
I'm so used to being asked that question from millions of admirers, from people pretending to care for me, and not my brain, however..
Nobody ever figures it out.
Nobody except for you, Hida Iori.
What I want..is salvation...what I want, is my soul to come back..
What I want...
"What I want is you."
Osamu-nii-san is so smart..
So smart that he dazzles everyone no matter where he goes..
Even his parents.
They should be our parents, but they're not..not anymore...they're just his..
Because I don't matter anymore.
Because I've disappeared into Osamu's shadow, never to be seen again by my parents or anyone else for that matter..
Even when he's kind to me..
It doesn't really matter. That's all it is, kindness. Kindness isn't love. Kindness isn't companionship.
Kindness is just false, a temporary comfort not meant to truly take your pain away, all it does is elude you, making you believe that you have something, someone to care for..
Which is supposed to make all the pain go away.
But it hasn't.
It never has..
All the pain..the loneliness..
How could Osamu possibly understand? Does he feel these things?
How could he?
He's surrounded by people who love him..who actually *love* him!
They love him, they care for him, they admire him..
Not me..never me..
Osamu can do anything he sets his mind to, he's kind and generous, he's polite, he's strong..
He's everything that I'm not.
And I can't take it anymore!
How do they think *I* feel, watching them praise Osamu!? Admire him, love him..and ignore me..
And just forget about me. How am I supposed to feel about that?
Growing up is supposed to be painful, however isn't there supposed to be moments of joy?
So how come all I feel is pain? How come it never goes away to let me be happy, how come it just keeps coming back and stealing away any happiness or joy I have..
But..
There's nothing to take, is there?
So I'm just going to leave..
I'm not coming back.
I'm going to run away, like I should of a long time ago.
Just run..and leave all my problems and pains behind..
Don't miss me..
But I know I shouldn't even say that, because I know nobody will.
"Me..me..?"
He seems so shocked to find out. I just nod my head, my eyes never leaving his.
His beautiful green eyes..
"Wha...what do you mean, me? What do you want from me?"
You asked me that and I told you, now you won't believe me. Nothing I'm not used to, not being believed whenever I tell someone how I really feel.."I told you, I want you."
"But..but..."
I'm going to be a thief, and as much as he might dislike it, if it's the only way he'll realize..
Calmly, I lean forward, and when he pulls away from me I react like lightning, jumping forward and pinning him down to the bed..
He's squirming under me, his eyes wide with fear..
"I'm not going to rape you." I inform him calmly. Just because I'm cruel doesn't mean I have no heart, I would never rape my little angel.
That is sin, after all.
As sinful as this love I feel for him..
However, there is something I want to take from him, but it's not his virginity.
"What..what are you going to.."
Answering his question wordlessly, I lean down..
And I kiss him.
So here I am.
Running away.
Well, I haven't come too far..
So far it's just me with my knapsack slung over my shoulder wandering around the park..
I should of thought of where I was going to go before I decided to do this..
Oh well..
Maybe I should go to Kawada..
Or see if I can join a circus.
I am a freak after all, am I not?
They could call me..the unwanted Genius' little brother.
But then they might ask me where to find Osamu..
Maybe I'm just cursed..
Just cursed to wander around in his shadow..
Alone..
Ah, I'm thinking too much..I know better than to do that..
Thinking too much just makes me sad..
Because thinking usually means I'm thinking about Osamu..
And no matter how much I want to..
I can't hate him.
I can't..
Even though everyone loves him better, even though he's the reason I've been forgotten by everyone..
I can't hate him.
And I hate that.
I just hate it..I hate it, I hate the attention he gets, I hate the love he gets, the friends he gets..
I hate everything about him!
Except him..
I just can't hate him..
And I hate that..because that means I just have to be alone..
And I hate being alone too..
I hate everything!!
I just hate every..thing..
I'm crying again..
One teardrop..two..there's another..
Now it's like a river..
A river that I'm drowning in, and I just can't stop it anymore..
I just couldn't be bothered to build a dam up to stop the pain and the loneliness anymore..
"Ne, daijobu."
A small hand suddenly enters into mine. I jump and turn to face whoever it is that's disturbing me..
Disturbing me... someone is actually willing to be with me, *me*, and not Osamu..
Guess that is weird..and it's just making me cry more..
"Daijobu!"
I finally realize that I'm staring directly into this other person's eyes, and I'm still crying..
"Wh..who are you?"
"Ne, stop crying, it's ok!" The bright voice informs me, squeezing my hand, smiling up at me like a little angel.
Little emerald eyes and soft brown hair..
"But..." I sniffle, for once in my life, I'm not afraid to tell someone how I feel. "But I'm so lonely, tho...I hate being lonely.."
"But you're not alone! I'm here with you!"
He's right, isn't he? He is here with me... "I don't even know you." There, keep my distance, don't let anyone know how I feel, and stay in my shadow.
"Ah..well..I'm Hida Iori! See, now you know me, so now you don't have to be lonely anymore, right?"
His lips are so sweet against mine.
And I want to stay here like this with him forever.
But when I open my eyes to see how well he's taking it, I see that's he's tearfully glaring up at me.
Sighing mentally, I pull myself off him, treasuring the residue of his sweet lips which remain on my own, as I turn to face him again, preparing myself for the assault I know is coming.
"How could you be so cruel?"
That was certainly the last thing I was expecting, I was thinking something more along the lines of what the hell..
"How could you be so cruel as to take my first kiss away from me!?"
Once again, I'm shocked, and I stare at him with wide eyes, wondering what he's getting at.
"Do you have any idea what it's like to be inlove with someone and then have some jerk take your first kiss away?! The kiss that you were saving for the one you love?!"
He's..inlove..with someone else..?
"Do you?!"
I...I love you, Iori, little angel of mine, I love you..you're the only thing I have...or rather, had..
"That kiss was for Jyou-senpai!" he's screaming at me in a fit of passion.
Passion which quickly fades from his eyes as soon as my gaze darkens. "Jyou?"
His eyes go wide with fresh understanding, and I'm half expecting him to cry out.
"Jyou?" I repeat, allowing the venom of the Digimon Kaizer to sink into my voice.
He gapes at me, scared of me.
He's *afraid* of me.
So he should be. So the whole world should be. Look upon the Digimon Kaizer, the boy genius Ichijouji, and fear the loneliness which he reflects. Fear the loneliness of mankind which he reflects in his eyes.
"Do you have any idea how cruel it is to be inlove with someone, only to have them tell you to your face that they love someone else?"
"You..you.."
"I love you, sweet little Iori. I always have.. don't you remember?"
Don't you remember when I was young that I tried to run away?
Don't you remember how you comforted me and talked me into going back home?
Don't you remember how you came out everyday to play with me, to make me smile and keep me company?
Don't you?
Don't you remember how important you are to me?
Don't you remember how you were the only one who made life worth living for me?
Don't you remember how you made living in the shadow of the great Ichijouji Osamu liveable?
Don't you..?
"I..I have no idea what you're talking about.."
Actually, I expected you to forget....that was the year your father died and your mother moved away..
But I never expected..
"I love you..but I guess you forgot about that..."
Getting up, I turn around and leave his room.
"You may not love me, you may not remember me...but you can stay here until you remember me.."
Remember me..
Save me again..
Please...
Please...
"Ken.."
Well, I certainly bombed that test. Oh well, I guess I'm not getting into highschool now.
Or maybe I passed, if I'm lucky..
Luck. HA! Me, lucky? Since when?
My lucky streak certainly has brought me joy lately, hasn't it?
Or maybe it's just Koushiro's fault.
That's it, it's Koushiro's fault. Dammit, I'm really fucking pissed off with him and the rest of the digidestined morons.
Ah..it's not like me to swear, but even then I have my moments where I become so enraged that I bring myself to the lows of swearing.
I mean, he has such an impeccable sense of timing! Right before my test he sends me this e-mail:
"Dear Jyou, You probably have a test right now, however Taichi is calling on all the digidestined we can get together to make a raid on the Kaizer's Base in the Digital World. He's got Iori. Hope you can come out to help, Koushiro."
Now then, that was what the actual e-mail was. Now this is how I interpret it:
"Dear Jyou, I am sorry to interrupt your precious testing, however I just thought you would like to know that the love of your life has been kidnapped by the the two-timing little prick boy Kaizer. Just a little FYI. - Koushiro"
Not that my interpretation is coloured by my feelings or anything like that, of course.
Ah...maybe I shouldn't be so upset with Koushiro and the others..
I mean even though they were responsible to taking care of the younger digidestined, namely Iori, of course, that is absolutely no reason to blame them for allowing Iori to be kidnapped by little prick boy. Right? I shouldn't blame them. I won't blame them. I won't.
Even though it is their fault! What were they thinking, staying overnight at the digital world for the purposes of taking out the Kaizer? Why had they not considered the possibility of being ambushed?! Dammit, why didn't they listen to me?!
Ah...that's a stupid question, why they don't listen to me.
I'm a dork, that's why they don't listen to me.
See, I never really did fit in with Taichi or Yamato or the like, namely because I was just never cool enough. Sure they were nice to me and all, yet I somehow doubt they ever really considered me a friend of theirs.
Just that little thing called insecurity speaking up there. I may be fifteen, I may be confident, however that does not mean that I don't have feelings anymore.
Like feelings of not really fitting in...but I don't mind, I like being myself now so it doesn't really matter.
Of course, there are other feelings I have.
Like feelings of affection for a certain little emerald green-eyed, soft brown hair, reliable, adorable, little angel I know..
Iori-chan..
Ah..
My cute little nickname for him, Iori-chan. He'll never know about this nickname, or these feelings, or anything else I think or feel about him. Besides the fact that it is not only homosexuality, I do believe that it can be categorized as pedophilia.
Sexual perversion with children...I don't know, I don't feel this way about other kids, just him. Even then, it's not really perverted..
Unless kissing, cuddling, hugging, snuggling, and all that nice lovey-dovey stuff that everyone wants to do with the one they love has recently been classified as perverted.
And if it has I think I will start to cry, because that will make me a pedophile and then I could never tell him how I feel.
As if I was planning on doing that anyways.
Even if he was gay - which is quite possible considering that children realize their own sexuality at a young age according to Sigmund Freud, the world famous psychologist - even if he was, I somehow doubt he would want an old foggie like me.
I'm only fifteen...but you never know, that might classify as an "old foggie" in his book.
Even then, who would want a dork like me?
A dork who prefers to speak his mind and be true to his feelings, who never really wants to hide them away and just "deal with the pain" because he thinks that's a cruel thing to do.
To deny your feelings, to tell everyone around you to deny their feelings by hiding it or not showing it, which only results in more misery for everyone.
"Everyone feels pain, so deal with it." - that is the stupidest and cruelest thing I have ever heard of.
Almost everyone I know lives by that philosophy, and they are all miserable because of it.
I don't understand what's wrong with wanting to be comforted when you're suffering so that you can feel better.
Maybe if everyone was more compassionate then the world wouldn't be the miserable place that it is getting to be.
But that's just my rambling which nobody believes.
Nobody, that is, except Iori.
Another wonderful day of exams. Joy to the world.
Sometimes I wonder if I should just give up and go into another profession, like being a store-owner or something like that.
Some small, pointless job where I would be quickly forgotten about and left alone.
Alone..
I wonder if that is what I really want.
Better than being caught up in the crazy world around me which I sometimes feel I love and other times I feel I hate.
Ah...I once heard that Japan has the highest teen suidcide rate in the world because the exams are so hard to pass.
Hard, of course, is an understatement. Downright impossible is a much better description of the highschool entrance exams they have here.
Hmm...I wonder if I'll join the rate and make it just a few points higher than what it already is..
Just random, depressing thoughts, really.
Lonely, random, depressing thoughts..
"Jyou-senpai!"
Now there is a nice change of pace - I turn around and give the cute little boy who is running up to me a bright, friendly smile. "Oi, Iori!"
I wish that smile could of been something else. "Oi! Where are you going, Jyou-senpai?"
To walk myself off the bridge and hope I drown. "Just going home...why?"
"Ah.." He blushed, looking shyly at my feet. Aww, how adorable, he's blushing! I wonder what it means..
Jyou, stop it, he's just embarassed about asking a silly question. It's nothing more no matter how badly you want it to be.
"I was just wondering if I could walk home with you, Jyou-senpai."
Sure, as a matter of fact, you can come home too. Hey, better yet, why don't you come home with me and stay with me forever? Certainly is a wonderful feeling, dreaming. "Sure, I'd like the company.
He smiles up at me, the cute blush never leaving his cheeks. What I wouldn't give for a camera to take his picture with right now...he looks too adorable!
Hoo boy, I certainly have it bad for him, just listen to me gush!
"So how're you today, Jyou-senpai?" He asks cheerily, moving to be at my side.
I wish he would stay there, by my side. "I'm alright, how about you, Iori?" Well, ok, that's a lie, the truth is I'm terrible. I feel lonely, miserable, depressed, and this list goes on and on...
"Alright...I guess.." he replies softly, his eyes trailing the ground, the air of cheeriness seeming to have wavered a little.
"What's the matter?" I ask, concerned. Well, gee, that's stating the obvious, isn't it? Concerned is not the word - worried, disturbed, something strong like that is more appropiate. I'm not sure which is worse, being depressed, or seeing my adorable little Iori depressed.
Once again - I have it bad.
"Well...it's nothing, really.."
Bullshit. Oh look, I swore! I guess my mood is worse than what I thought it was. "Don't say that, if it's bothering you than it must be something."
"Well...it's just that.."
"Just what?"
"Well, you see, right after school Daisuke and I went to the digital world for a half hour..."
I suddenly feel this great wave of jealousy over the fact that they went ALONE to the digital world, however I squash it down when I notice that small, sad tone of voice he has. "Did something happen..?"
"Well...ever since I got the digimental of Faith.." I remember that, I felt so proud that I was able to give him something at the time. I thought it meant that we were meant to meet, or something sweet and sappy like that. "Daisuke's been pestering me about my claustrophobia."
"Claustrophobia? You're claustrophobic?" There we go, the most obvious statement of the year!
"Hai...when we were caught underwater and they forced me into the escape pod...I was really scared.."
I had to resist the urge to glomp onto him right then and there, I know it's really bad timing on my part, but when he looks so vulnerable like that I just want to hug him. Then again, I always want to do that. Once again, I have it bad. "Daijobu...it's ok to be honest about your feelings, Iori.." Such great advice, if only I would follow it.
"Daisuke doesn't think the same way...he's thinks it's cowardly of me to be afraid of small spaces...so he...he.."
I really don't care what he did, I'm going to kill Daisuke as soon as the next sentence is uttered. "What did Daisuke do?"
"He...he...he...kami, he buried me in the digital world!" He started to sob at this point, wiping his eyes with his sleeve.
I'm definately going to kill Daisuke. "He did what?!"
"He...he buried me...he stuck me in a coffin for ten minutes! He said he would let me out the second I stopped crying...and...and I didn't stop, so he just gave up and left me alone.."
After that, I give up my resistance and I kneel down, pulling Iori into my arms, letting him cry, meanwhile I'm plotting the cruel, long and agonizing death of Motimiya Daisuke. "Sh...sh.." I whisper softly in his ear, rubbing his back.
"I...I can't help it...I don't do it on purpose...I didn't meant to upset anyone.." he sobs into my shoulder, clinging to me as though he were drowning.
"Don't listen to that little prick Daisuke." I growl, holding Iori close to me, allowing all the emotional clamps I had placed in order to prevent him from ever figuring out how I really feel for him to vanish. "He's just stupid, he understands nothing that doesn't affect him."
Iori pulls away from me to stare at me in shock. I wish he didn't...besides being extremely pissed off with Daisuke, I was really enjoying having him so close to me. "Jyou-senpai.."
"Anyone who tells you that you have to deny your feelings just for the purpose of being manly is just being a bully. Being manly is not only dumb, it's a load of crap, and you should never listen to those macho morons!"
He's blinking in suprise. Maybe I shouldn't be so violent...but at least his tears have stopped. "H...hai, Jyou-senpai!"
He actually listened to me...I was surprised..
Nobody ever really listens to me.
Except for him..
I don't know whatever made me fall in love with him...it just happened that way, I guess...like it was fate..
At any rate, after that day, we got to be closer..
I walked him home from school everyday, we talked, he told me how he was, pointless little friendly things like that..
Those things which made me fall more in love with him.
But now is not the time to think about that.
It's never the time to think about that.
But now is not the time to think about never being able to have time to think about that..
And I'm going around in circles, but then again so does the rest of the world.
Well, here I am, at the public school, ready to march into that computer lab and onto the digital world..
Ready to kill anyone or anything that stands between me and Iori.
To Be Continued